Seven Zero: The vicious female supporting role pampered four little villains

Song Baoshun has been very unlucky recently. First, he was removed from the position of section chief, and then he was squeezed out by others, and everything went wrong.

I heard from the leader that someone wrote materials and reported him, and now the superior leader is investigating him.

Song Baoshun was frightened every day, and his temper became more and more serious.

Song Jialin seemed to have lost her soul during this time, locking herself in the room every day without leaving the door.

Even for meals, I cook a pot of porridge every morning, and drink porridge for three meals a day, which saves the work of cooking.

Song Baoshun's work was not going well, he couldn't eat a hot meal when he came back, and he wanted to lose his temper but couldn't find anyone. During this time, he was very aggrieved.

Song Jialin locked herself in her room every day, and Song Baoshun didn't bother her at first, but he couldn't bear it later.

When he got home from get off work, he took off his coat when he entered the door, but no one caught his coat and hung it up.

Song Baoshun was used to being served by Zhang Yuhua, and when his outstretched hand fell through, he suddenly became extremely irritable.

When he came to the kitchen and saw the porridge left in the pot, his anger was completely ignited.

It doesn't matter if the work is not going well, after all, he made a mistake and was dragged by the pigtails. It's normal to have ups and downs in life, but the mess at home really gave him a headache.

In the past, Zhang Yuhua was in charge of the house, and Song Baoshun didn't think his daughter was too lazy. Now he can't eat hot food when he comes back home. The sanitation in the house is messy, clothes and pants are thrown on the sofa and stools, and the floor is also dirty.

The past few days looked normal, but these days it has become more and more dirty. My daughter belongs to the kind of person who will not help the stool when it falls down.

Song Baoshun used to think that his daughter was beautiful and tall, and she would definitely marry a good family in the future, which would make his career even better.

In the beginning, the daughter did exactly that. She even hugged the thigh of the son of a high-ranking official in the provincial capital, and promoted him to the third rank.

Song Baoshun felt at that time that his daughter didn't need to change, just like Miss Jiao, who stretched out her clothes and stretched out her hands to eat and opened her mouth.

But now, when the housework piled up at home and no one cleaned it up, the originally clean and tidy home gradually turned into a garbage dump, and he was ostracized by others because of what his daughter did.

Most importantly, when he heard from others that it was Shen Changan who attacked him, he became even more furious.

Not only did his daughter fail to help him in his official career, but she also ruined his stable life.

Originally, even if he was a small clerk, his monthly income would be guaranteed, and no one would exclude him.

But now?When he stepped down from a high position, he was not only unbalanced, but also because his previous arrogant style offended many people, and now everyone in the whole unit excluded him and secretly put on shoes for him.

There are also some excessive people who have collected his violation information and are punishing him behind his back.

Song Baoshun's life was extremely difficult. He felt that he would be fired at any time, and he might even face a lawsuit.

At this time, the mood was originally irritable, but Zhang Yuhua was not at home, and his daughter made a mess of the house again, so it's no wonder he didn't get angry!

Song Baoshun angrily came to the door of his daughter's room on the second floor. First, holding back his temper, he knocked on the door softly a few times.

Song Baoshun's heart burst instantly when his daughter's lazy voice came from the room, and she was still unwilling to open the door.

He stretched out his legs suddenly and kicked the door fiercely a few times.

The door of the room was banged loudly by him, and the bolts of the door bolt were all loose.

Song Jialin was terrified, she didn't know why her father was so angry, she swept away the decadence before, and quickly got out of bed.

Song Jialin opened the door before it was kicked open.

Song Jialin put her hands on her belly, lowered her head and called out to her father in a low voice.

"Song Jialin, you don't go out every day, you stay at home, you don't do housework, you don't cook, what do you want to do?"

Song Baoshun was so angry that he didn't care about his love for his daughter in the past, so he pointed at her nose and cursed furiously.

"Dad, I haven't been feeling well recently, so I didn't go out. I feel better today. I'll go to the store tomorrow to have a look."

Song Jialin lowered her head and her voice was low. She racked her brains to think of an excuse for herself.

Song Baoshun snorted coldly, but still couldn't help reprimanding: "No matter what, as a woman, you still have to do housework."

"Look at the mess you've made in this house. Your clothes and sundries are all on the sofa and stool. You can't even find a place to sit. What's more, how dirty is the floor?"

"When your mother was at home, when was it so dirty? And when did your mother come back? If she doesn't do these messy things at home, you can do it yourself."

"A girl who is not married should do these housework. You should think about it carefully. Don't hide in the room every day. I don't have such a good temper. I won't spoil you like your mother."

Song Baoshun scolded Song Jialin sternly, and even vented his anger at work during this time.

Song Jialin has never been taught such a lesson by her father since she grew up. She looked blank at the beginning and then angry.

Song Jialin slammed into the wall like crazy, she smashed the vase, and cut her wrist fiercely with the fragments of the vase.

Song Jialin used to suffer from Zhang Yuhua's every time she got sick, and she seldom got sick in front of her father.

This time she had endured a lot. First, her mother was imprisoned in the police station for her sake, and then she was teased by Zhou Yongnan and lost her innocence.

During this period of time, I have been in a daze, daring to be angry and dare not speak.

Song Baoshun's reprimand today undoubtedly ignited the fire pot, and Song Jialin completely exploded.

At home, she was originally wearing a pajama jacket with loose hair, but now she kicked and bumped like a madman, smashing things at home.

Her hands were also cut with blood dripping from ceramic shards, and Song Jialin slammed into the wall frantically, still not relieved.

As if she didn't know the pain, her head hit the wall with a bang bang bang, and she kept roaring.

Song Baoshun was surprised at the beginning, but calmed down later.

Just like this, he folded his hands on his chest and looked coldly at his crazy daughter. At this moment, his heart was infinitely sad, and he even thought about what he was doing all his life for?

He worked hard to get promoted not just to let his family live a better life, but to provide convenience to others at work, take corruption and accept bribes, and he also wanted to make more money so that their mother and daughter could live a better life.

The results of it?He was reported for doing these extrajudicial things, and there was a mess at home.

Song Baoshun was even thinking at this moment that a daughter with such a vicious heart would be beaten and scolded, and would go crazy at every turn, so let her die.